Mists of Fear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My little worries nag at me,

They wrap me like a mist.
They twine their fingers through my day
And tighten like a fist.
 
But I will not succumb to them,
I’ll trust you’ll see me through,
But I’ll do all that I can do
And leave the rest to you.
 
Psalm 25:1
In you, LORD my God, I put my trust.